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london_spy) wrote2016-08-02 08:38 am
london_spy) wrote2016-08-02 08:38 am
Hex
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Danny was stone still for a moment, but eventually moved to cover Hex's hand with his own. He honestly wasn't sure what to say. So much had happened, so much had changed. In the end he settled on something simple.
"I wasn't gone forever, I just- I had things I needed to at least try and settle," he said softly.
Danny was stone still for a moment, but eventually moved to cover Hex's hand with his own. He honestly wasn't sure what to say. So much had happened, so much had changed. In the end he settled on something simple.
"I wasn't gone forever, I just- I had things I needed to at least try and settle," he said softly.
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Hex honestly wasn't sure he deserved for anyone to love him unconditionally the way Danny was offering, but that was nothing he was going to say out loud. He felt like an arse but he wanted to be someone's own. He wanted a future. And he could have that with Danny. He love him. Adored him. And his heart beat faster at the thought of picking up again.
"I do too," he said. He hesitated a moment, then leaned in and kissed him tenderly.
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It felt good to be kissed. Good to close his eyes and let all the pain he felt fade away. To pretend he could be normal and happy.
He'd suffered so much recently. Lost so much. ...Hadn't he earned this? Didn't he deserve a happy ending?
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Hex lingered at his lips for a long moment, eyes closed, simply tasting him and breathing him in.
"I've missed you," he whispered, then softer, "I love you, Danny."
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"I love you too, Hex. ...I promise, I'm going to get this right this time. I mean it," Danny promised.
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Hex nodded, deciding then and there that he'd do it right, too. No messing around, no drinking. Work, gym, home. He'd get on the straight and narrow and stay there and be a man Danny could be proud to cal his boyfriend.
"Do you want to eat or should we go lie down?" he asked. "I'll cook. You know how I like to cook," he grinned.
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"Is good to have something solid on my stomach when I take my pills... Dunno how much food I have though. I never remember to go shopping," Danny admitted.
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"I'll work with what you've got, then we can go to Tesco's tomorrow after work," he said with a nod. He slid his hand into Danny's so they could walk together, not wanting to lose contact for even a minute.
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Danny walked with him to the kitchen, then hesitated before speaking again.
"If we're really going to make a go of it, you- You definitely need to be on that pill," he said softly. "I know we still have to be careful, but... I'd feel better."
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"I'll do it tomorrow," he replied without hesitation. "I've got the day off so we can go to the clinic, I'll get the prescription, we'll hit the shops and get food...and, if you'd like, we can go to my place and I can get a few things to bring over. I'm sure Jenna will be thrilled to have the house to herself."
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"That sounds like a good idea. I know we're giving this another go, but while you recover, you're welcome to take over the spare room. You might need your own space now and then," Danny suggested, though he really didn't know. The only reason he was mostly clean now was because he had to be. He didn't have a choice.
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"I've had plenty of me own space, Danny. I'm sick to death of me own space," he confessed softly.
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"Okay," Danny said softly.. "Whatever you need, Hex."
He wouldn't pretend to be an expert, and he certainly wouldn't pretend to have all the answers. ...Or any of the answers.
Opening the fridge, there was nothing but a sad looking orange and a few eggs.
"Eggs and toast?" he suggested. "I think the bread's still alright."
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"Eggs and toast it is," he smiled. "Go get your meds ready and I'll have the food up in just a minute," he said, poking around the kitchen to find a pan and the bread and things.
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Danny wandered off, shedding his shoes and coat before sorting out his meds.
He stood alone in the living room for a moment, thinking of Scotty. Remembering a conversation they'd had years ago about Danny's romantic tendencies. It had been so long since he'd let himself fall in love. At least it felt like a long time. ...His life with Alex felt like another lifetime.
It was time to move on.
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Hex made himself right at home in the kitchen, peeking in the cupboards to see what supplies there were, what meager food. He thought he had a real chance here and he needed to sieze it. If he was going to really work at being a better man he needed to start with himself. Working on what was good in him. He couldn't live in a hole of doubt and self pity. If he could be a better man, if he could be the sort of man Danny could be with and respect and love...that was a start.
"Food!" he called when he had the scramble done and the toast buttered.
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Snapping out of his thoughts, Danny returned to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water.
"Smells lovely," he smiled. "Thank you Hex.
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In that moment it was as if nothing had ever changed. That Danny had never gone, that Hex had never gotten shot, that he hadn't fucked up everything with Fin. In those simple words all he knew was a peace he hadn't felt for quite some time. This was right. This was good. And he needed to make sure that he never lost this again.
"Eat up," he said. "I just need to send a quick text before I join you."
Then he pulled out his mobile and to Q he sent something very simple.
thank you